We all got the turntable on our planet Plan annoyed I know you plant Don't clean uncial I eat my cereal I'm in the hole Get dressed you have to wait Smart move a way to aggravate Chorus: Don't stop the turntable On my planet It's a round old circle Let me tell it's stone cold cry There are no big wheels for people my size my size Under reason to high to high (Chorus 2x) Stop right in front of me I can't see what's on TV Shut up so I can hear it If there's no other way just deal with it It's a rickety, rickety rackety And I am so out of it It's a same lame shame Same lame sha